Years ago I had a partner who was already overweight when we met, because that was one of the things that I was attracted to. I could never say this out loud though without causing problems. If I cooked too much supper, I was trying to make him fat. If I cooked too little supper, then it was trying to starve him. I thought that it would help if I also gained enough weight in order be as overweight as he was. One day that would work and things would be just fine. Another day I was a fat slob and needed to lose weight. After having enough of that for a lifetime, I simply left and have been on my own ever since. I lost half of that weight but not all as I wanted to always be chubby.

My advice is to never, ever get involved with someone who is overweight unless they have already totally accepted themselves as being overweight and who is also very happy being an overweight. It is like being on a roller coaster that never stops.

I just got back from a ladies' Bunco night! Not only is everyone there nice, we do potluck finger food, and this time there was so much food. I pigged out and there was still plenty of food for everyone else! Chicken meatballs, cream cheese with candied jalapenos on crackers, tiny sausages wrapped in pastry, crepes and Nutella, little cheese tarts, a big cheese tray, something that looked like a spanakopita, six kinds of cookies... best kind of party.

I can understand,skirts and I are not on good terms.Has happen twice to me,luckily I was close to home on both occasions.

I had just got on the bus and sat down. I realized it as soon as it happened. I did not move a muscle until it was time to get off the bus. Then I walked careful to the door quickly to my apartment. Thank God I was bundled up and live two blocks from the M104.